The Lok Sai.

Su Yijun came forward in the moonlight, and her feet stepped on the wooden board and made a dull "dak" sound.

The candle is so bright that two figures, one big and one small, are reflected on the window frame.

A faint voice came from inside.

"Qinghe, let's heat up these foods."

"Mom! When will Dad come here? Jiuer's belly is flattened."

Zhen Rao pushed a plate of pastries in front of the villain, "If Jiuer is hungry, eat some pastries to keep your stomach full."

Su Jiu shook her head and sighed softly.

"No, Jiuer will wait for her father to come back before having dinner together."

Su Yijun stopped and a complex look flashed in his narrow eyes.

Qinghe came out with the vegetables and saw Su Yijun standing at the door for a long time. She was shocked and subconsciously wanted to salute, but was stopped by Su Yijun.

Su Yijun quickly walked into the house, with a little relaxation and brisk pace that he didn't even notice.

The fatigue of the afternoon seemed to be wiped out in this moment.

Seeing Su Yijun come in, Su Jiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped off the stool and hugged his thighs, "Dad!"

Su Yijun carried the villain into his arms with one hand and touched Su Jiu's belly with the other hand.

"Are you hungry?"

The villain pouted in grievance, "I'm hungry."

"It's because my father is not good. I forgot the time as soon as I handle government affairs." Su Yijun put the villain on the stool.

Zhen Rao scooped a bowl of soup and put it in front of the villain, and said softly: "Drink it quickly."

The villain started drinking soup obediently.

The chicken soup is filled with Codonopsis and wolfberry, which is sweet and delicious.

Su Yijun looked at the villain with a smile, and a porcelain bowl fell in front of him.

Su Yijun was stunned.

"The weather is very cold, Your Majesty comes to the night and drink a bowl of soup to warm up."

After Zhen Rao put it down, she picked up the bamboo chopsticks again and started eating as usual.

Su Yijun's narrow eyes trembled, showing his uneasy heart at this time.

In the end, he said nothing and started drinking the soup with a spoon with his big palm.

The dinner was over and it was completely dark.

Su Jiu was a little drowsy after eating and drinking.

At this time—

‘Thi!’

'Bang!'

As if the sound of an explosion sounded, Su Jiu was shocked and woke up.

"Mrs. My Majesty, someone sets off fireworks in the palace."

The huge bouquet appears in the night sky, bright and brilliant.

Zhou Fu immediately reacted, seeing that the direction of the fireworks should be the Imperial Garden, hesitantly looked at his Majesty.

In winter, when the weather is dry, burning this object in the palace is very likely to cause water leakage.

Su Yijun glanced at the fireworks blooming in the air one after another, and looked sideways at the big and a little man beside him.

The similar apricot eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy and happiness. The narrow eyes darkened a little, giving Zhou Fu a look.

Zhou Fu immediately understood.

Ho!

Your Majesty is to make the two beauties happy and be the rhythm of being a fool!

He still told the palace people in nearby palaces to prepare more water, and there was still time to pounce when the water was leaving.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fu hurriedly retreated.

...

Imperial Garden.

Above the pavilion.

Two figures stood in front of their hands, and the cold wind blew their cloaks, making a sound.

Su Xuanyan looked up at the gorgeous colors above his head, and a gentle smile was still hanging on the corners of his lips.

Fireworks bloom in the air one after another.

It illuminated the sky suddenly and illuminated his eyes.

But it's fleeting.

Hang Zongzhi looked at Su Xuanyan's face hidden in the shadow, and couldn't help but tease: "I didn't expect that the dignified King Ding'an was as infatuated as the rumor."

Su Xuanyan withdrew his gaze and chuckled.

"As long as she is happy, she... is too bitter."

This was the first time that Hang Zongzhi heard Su Xuanyan mention that person without hesitation, with frivolous eyebrows, "I would like to hear it carefully."

Su Xuanyan glanced at Hang Zongzhi indifferently, "Although the young master's herpes has been cured, he must have tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep."

Hang Zongzhi:...

Su Xuanyan moved, looked at the distance quietly, and turned to look at Hang Zongzhi, "Are you hot?"

Hang Zongzhi's mouth twitched, hot?

His face was almost blown by the cold wind, and it was still hot?

Without waiting for Hang Zongzhi to answer, Su Xuanyan said to himself: "I'm quite hot." As he said that, he handed him the fire note in his hand.

"Take it for me."

Hang Zongzhi subconsciously took it.

Su Xuanyan calmly pulled out the folding fan on his waist and spread it out.

He used his light skills and flew down the pavilion.

Not far away, Liu Jue hurried over with a team of Imperial Guards.

There are clear regulations on how many candles can be burned in each palace in the palace, let alone setting off fireworks in the palace.

This is a death sentence that can be beheaded.

Therefore, when he saw the fireworks appear, Liu Jue brought someone to come over.

When Su Xuanyan saw the cold weather, he was stunned, "Wang, Prince, why are you here?"

Su Xuanyan shook the fan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a gentle smile still appeared on his face.

"Oh, the King of Japan reported for too long. After a while, he stayed in the palace. He just finished his meal and thought about coming out to dissolve food. When he passed by the Imperial Garden, he saw the colorful fireworks and walked over to take a look. Unexpectedly, you came too."

Liu Jue did not doubt that there was him. He glanced at the fireworks that were still setting off, glanced around him, and saw that there was no one around, and frowned. Could it be that the fireworks-proof palace servants saw them and ran away?

"You may ask the prince, when you came just now, did you see any suspicious person?"

Su Xuanyan smiled a little deeper, shook his head, "No."

After nightfall, the number of guards in the palace doubled, and it increased from every two quarters of an hour to every quarter of an hour. The fireworks need to be lit one by one. In such a short time, the person should not be able to run far.

Just as Liu Jue frowned and pondered, Su Xuanyan moved his hand behind him.

‘Chala’

A small stone suddenly fell from the sky.

Everyone subconsciously looked up and looked over, and then they saw a scene that shocked them.

I saw that the extremely cold young master stood on the pavilion at some point, and in his right hand, the light of the fire slashed by the wind, clearly extinguishing.

The Imperial Garden fell into a brief silence.

Su Xuanyan's smile at the murderous gaze that Shanghang Sect had cast, and the smile on the corner of his lips became a little deeper, like an old fox who had been practicing for thousands of years.

Hang Zongzhi came down from the pavilion with a cold face and fell in front of everyone.

Liu Jue looked at Hang Zongzhi with a strange expression and organized a language, "The little national teacher didn't expect you...you are so childish."

"Puff!" Su Xuanyan failed to hold back his laughter.

Hang Zongzhi's face turned completely dark. He stuffed the fire slash into Liu Jue's hand, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

"This..." Liu Jue took the fire pie and looked at Su Xuanyan with some embarrassment.

If this is someone else, it would be fine. I would just take it back and report it to Your Majesty. But the young master has a special status and is occasionally childlike, so he really dare not arrest him!

Su Xuanyan couldn't help but laughed loudly, very arrogant.
Chapter completed!